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I heard two interesting statements this past weekend (because I am listening so hard to everyone my ears hurt).

1. Find someone whose job you want in five years and go and talk to them about how they got there.

2. Everyone has bad days, dark times, highs and lows. Everyone feels ecstatic and despondent no matter how rich, poor, happy, sad etc they are. Everyone has days they feel on top of the world and days they feel as there is no one that could save them. So chin up buttercup.

So I am trying to keep number 2 in my head as I write this. I am so frustrated. I know I can manifest what I want, but for some reason the job is still alluding me. I really took time this weekend (my dogs have never been on so many walks). I realized a. I cannot figure out one thing to do with any of my interests. b. I really want a job at IHG. So lets tackle a. first. I love dogs passionately, I really do. I would love to open a doggy daycare if money was falling off trees. I know if there was a need I could beg borrow and steal this money. BUT THERE IS NO NEED. There is literally a doggy daycare on every corner. Ok so tea parties, dress up, doll houses. OMG THERE ARE ABOUT 100 different companies in Atlanta that do that. I love credit reports and personal finance. However all that works for is non-profit (10 dollars an hour) and I cannot even find open positions for that. I also LOVE full health benefits, 401k matches, pensions etc. They make me literally SMILE 🙂 so… lets roll back into my interests and the corporate field.

So I figured lets find a niche doggy daycare that has not been filled. Ha, there are daycares for under 15 lbs, for border collies, for over 50 lbs, for under 50 lbs, for sick animals, for only well animals and I can go on.

Which brought me back to I REALLY loved my jobs at IHG and USIT. I just hated some people and I hate the constant travel. Well, that is not true. I loved travel I just missed home. Which brought me to b. I could work for IHG which is based in Atlanta. This would be a corporate job, little to no travel. I have experience oozing out my ears…… Ok good, there is my goal. So I am going to work towards that. I do love hotels and I love hospitality. I also love my desk and my office space. I love time with my dogs and workouts and family and IHG is very 9-5. Ok, so the challenge…. I have reached out to my 20+ contacts there and nothing. I have interviewed there and nothing. I have even had people personally reach out to hiring managers with open jobs to send my resume…and nothing. I even had a friend stomp into the office of a director and demand to know why I had not been interviewed…nothing.

So this week I am going to really manifest IHG. I am going to put my heart and soul into it. If a job gets posted that I qualify for I am going to move heaven and hell to make it happen.

My parents did something brilliant when I as younger. They had our family move into a house with my grandparents. I thankfully, was right around the perfect age (other than my age right now which I will get to). I was old enough to form lasting memories and young enough to actually want to spend time with my grandparents. By the time we all moved in together (although I knew they truly loved each other) they had declared war with each other. I actually realized not too long ago that although there were a few more reasons, one of the reasons I am so even keel and ying to peoples yang and refuse to fight…. is because I watched them. I adored my grandfather even if I was a bit perplexed and scared (in a respect way) of him. He said things I did not understand but I knew he adored me. He would pretend he forgot my name and would call me Magilikati and I would through little temper tantrums that he could not remember “Jenny”. Now I know it was his humor (because my dad is the EXACT same way). He once came in the door with a chocolate bar and said he had bought it for me but realized I did not like chocolate so he would have to eat it. I teared up and my grandmother said “Ralph, please stop teasing the child”. As I got older I realized he always had a twinkle in his eye when he was teasing and I would always look for it. I remember one year he made “egg bread” and kept insisting I dig into it…. I realized somehow he had actually baked it with a chocolate egg in the middle…. he was forever my hero after that. My dad challenged my sister and I once to one hour of tv a day for a year. My grandfather (twinkle twinkle) told me that if I closed my eyes during the commercials it did not count towards the time. I also remember now that we always seemed to get four shows into that hour… NOW I realize he was just so happy that we were sitting with him, he probably allowed us to watch a solid two hours of tv. (Off subject does anyone else remember “RIP Tide”? That was a great show). It was only decades after his death that my uncle was reading a book and realized my grandfather was a subject in the book!!! MY grandfather had climbed on his submarine IN the ocean and fixed something…. Which makes me wonder why my father and I both open up boxes backwards and upside down.

It was this morning smiling thinking of my grandfather trying to trick ME into thinking I was tricking my DAD just to spend more time with me…. that I started thinking of my grandmother. My grandmother lived well past my grandfather. She went from sad to hostile after his death. I could go on and on with stories about her but this morning I started thinking… “who was her best friend?”. “Was she sad when she moved out of her home she had lived in all her married life to NH with us?” “Did she mourn grandfather when he died?” “What did she love to do?” “How did her sisters death at such a young age effect her?” “What was she great at/what did she hate to do?”

I loved my grandmother and I lived with her for close to a decade but I know more about my mom’s best friend when I was 16 than my grandmother. I know she was beautiful. I know she lost her sister at a very young age. I know she was angry and confused in her last many years. I know she loved to smoke and I know she always had Hermits and Andy’s Candies. I know she wore the same necklace all the time I knew her and I wonder where it is now. I also knew that when she was tired, hungry, fell or had to go the bathroom she would scream for my Uncle Ronnie. I also know when she was tired, hungry, fell or had to go the bathroom it was my dad that came running. That made me angry at her, probably too angry. I was just protecting my dad, but I am sad I was so mad at my grandmother in her final years… and I wonder who her best friend was………

Lastly, I wonder when I pass if anyone will remember who my best friends were? Will anyone know how much I loved my sister? Which leads to a WHOLE other story about having kids but that is for another day….

I always was confused by the term Frenemy… then my bff started getting on my case with many things that made quite a bit of sense. She is so irritating…errr I mean right, she is so RIGHT. So let me fast forward. November, December and most of January have passed with no blogs. So catch up, still no job (STRESSED) but I am on day 17 of a strict Whole30. I will go more into that tomorrow. Ok back to my frenemy. (Am I even spelling that right, where is a 13 year old when you need one?)

So my bff has challenged me that I might be unemployed because I am not looking for my real calling in life. It is much more complex than that but I tried to capture her in a nutshell. Which now that I think about it is close to impossible and I am very proud of myself for attempting. So I sat down and just let my mind go crazy and came up with the following. So no one will think I have no faults… I tried to stay positive and only talk about the positive/good qualities I have. Why did I skip the negative? 1. My bff would kill me 2. She would roll her eyes at me and that is worse than her killing me 3. I would have been exhausted typing for 8 straight hours with all of my faults. 🙂

Tomorrow I will go more into the Whole30 stuff but for today….. Here is what I came up with:

Dear Frenemy,

January 18, 2013

Day 17 of Whole30

I feel much better than last weekend. I am sleeping like the dead (interestingly no dreams about food) but no longer exhausted during the day. Cravings are not crazy but I am avoiding going out much. Feel really good but my pants fill a tad tighter grrrrr.

Talking in front of people about subjects I know, being a subject matter expert, listening and watching, having all the answers, being in charge as the number 2 (because we all know the number 2 really does everything J). Debating about things I know I am right about.

Career Options: Opening a doggy daycare, becoming a groomer, working for a doggy daycare, opening a cleaning company, working for a cleaning company, becoming a specialist in organizing, become a financial advisor, become a lawyer, become a speaker/subject matter expert, become an administrative assistant, become an office manager, become a house manager, become a personal assistant.

What I am good at:

I have the personality and looks to be a number one, but being number two brings me far greater joy. I can see the big picture but I love the little details that make it up. I can be a politician and convince people I agree with then while finding a way to do what I know is best and convincing them it was their idea in the first place. I can sense what people need or want usually before they even realize it (as a tour guide I could tell in five minutes the type of tour not only the director of the group wanted but what the group wanted. Most people cannot do that I have come to realize). I am a watcher and a listener and I find trends/patterns and then circumvent and prepare. I see things faster (operationally) than most and I can fix the bigger picture by sensing the small detailed challenges. I CARE, I care about everything I am part of.

What I want:

A big huge animal farm paid for completely with no debt. Possibly in Georgia so I can be outside all year with my animals. Have horses and dogs and maybe a few smaller animals for kids to play with. I want the inside to be completely decorated and organized and clean. Comfortable and large enough that my dogs can be anywhere in the house but clean enough that non-animal lovers would feel comfortable there to. I want BIG huge leather couches that are deep and you fall into, a huge wrap around sectional. Big comfy blankets everywhere. Have people that work for me in the stables while I travel so all the animals are taken care of.

I also want a house in Portsmouth, NH within walking distance of downtown paid for completely so I can go home whenever I want. Large enough to entertain my friends. A big chef’s kitchen and more huge leather sectional deep comfy leather sofas.

I would like to be a subject matter expert. I would like a job that gave me the flexibility to work from the office or my house depending on my mood that day. I would like to travel when I want and even speak about the subject matter.

I want to travel a few times a year to NYC, San Francisco, Costa Rica, etc.

Pay off my parents condo completely and let them go back and forth between my farm and their condo when they want without having to worry about money.